C82 Vinegar

"If you like it, it's yours." His chin rested on her shoulder, his face against her still dripping hair, continuing to stroke her sensitive nerves.

"Oh, I see! You must have bought this place to pick up a girl, yet you ended up being in love with her. I didn't mean it. And now you want to give it to me? "Hmph, I don't want it!" Lily pursed her lips in mock jealousy